Sunday, February 3, 2013

I really love this: Marquese Scott Nonstop

I love the language of dance, the body's grammar framed in the kind of artifice we require to recognize motion as art. The slow-motion agony of grace, the repetition of obsession played out in the open where everyone can see, the dancer's hands and elbows, knees and ankles calling out the plays for our own arms and legs,  and how they pull and squeeze the sinews of our hearts, the invisible fibers of our muscles firing almost imperceptibly, moving us who do not move much, nor near so well, nor anywhere near often enough.


Mrs. Organic said...


Lisa B. said...

did you, by chance, ever see the documentary RIZE about krumping? It's beautiful and gritty and inspiring.

I loved this.

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